poetry

. . R u mine?

Where is your mind,

when I am in front of you.

Why ask so mundane questions,

When you can see my hands wanting to smother,

your morning breath.

your lovely droopy sleepy eyes.

Only you can tell me what, when and where were your mind.

Always on that machine.

I am so muthafuking jealous off.

It’s beside you.

U watch anything you want,

for me you can’t even see all I can give.

Thank you you as….. Ste.. J…

posthumously.

For giving us your loveliest innovation

that does kill,

Relations.

😜😆😜😆😛🔚🆚😉😯😵😵

©O.a.M

®Artsydhude 95-19

™XhenoPagz/XenoGrapx

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